You want to know where they hide the joy? Don't be tricked into money traps, status tricks, prestigious props. The joy is right in plain sight. Look into a baby's eyes. Lie on your back on the grass and look for George Washington in the clouds. Pick up a kitten. Listen to Edith Piaf or Nervous Norvus.
Now that they've closed down the government maybe we can sell off the assets and divide up the dough. Then we can throw in and feed the hungry and fix the infrastructure. Personally, I can't wait to melt down the military stuff.
Oh how I wish Buckminster Fuller was still with us so that he could be the boss. Of course he wouldn't have any interest in the job. Unfortunately, nobody worthy of the job wants it.